Meal For One

Friendship served

on a silver platter

meal for one

UGH!

No more frivolous splatters!

You said,

“hope you look out for yourself,

don’t want you out of a job”

But I don’t think

you mean it.

My oh my,

I think you’re full of shit.

It’s almost as if

you want me

to stay

here, forever.

In silver hearts

and plastic starts

I await

your inevitable depart

Longing

for a dandelion friend.

Coming up for air,

once again

giving me the bends.

I wanted it

to be you

I should’ve known

you were too good to be true

Friendship served

on a bronze platter,

another meal for one.

To you,

I’m sure I hardly matter.